The Sinful One

As nightfall descended, the room was bathed in a soft, lunar glow. Lana, Ryan's mother, had finally succumbed to the allure of sleep, her gentle caresses slowing to a stop as her chest rose and fell with a peaceful rhythm. The silence was almost palpable, broken only by the occasional resonation of strong winds.

As the hours ticked by, Ryan's slumber was disrupted by the gnawing pangs of hunger. His stomach growled in protest, its emptiness a stark reminder that he needed sustenance. His eyes slowly fluttered open, and as they adjusted to the dim light, he was once again struck by the beauty of the woman sleeping beside him. For a moment, his hunger was forgotten, replaced by a sense of wonder and awe at the sight of Lana's peaceful face.

But as the seconds ticked by, Ryan's stomach reminded him of its emptiness, its growling growing louder and more insistent. He winced, his eyes scanning the darkened room in search of a solution to his hunger. The silence was oppressive, punctuated only by the sound of Lana's gentle breathing and the creaking of the old bedframe. Ryan's gaze drifted back to his mother, his heart filled with a sense of longing and dependence. He needed her, and he knew that she would provide for him. But for now, he was at the mercy of his rumbling stomach, his hunger a constant reminder of his vulnerability.

[System Synchronization Complete] The words echoed through Ryan's mind, their origin unknown, yet their presence unmistakable. A faint shiver ran down his spine as he struggled to comprehend the meaning behind the phrase. His inability to move or speak, however, left him feeling vulnerable and trapped. Panic began to set in, his mind racing with the possibilities of what could be happening to him.

As fear took hold, Ryan's thoughts turned to the woman beside him. He felt an inexplicable sense of trust in her, as if an unseen, unbreakable bond existed between them. He knew, without a doubt, that she would never harm him. With a surge of desperation, Ryan tried to wake her, his voice failing him as he struggled to form coherent words. "Aghtrkhdj," he muttered, the sounds tumbling out of his mouth in a jumbled mess. Fear and frustration boiled over, and Ryan felt himself succumbing to tears. "Gwaa, gwaaaa," he sobbed, his tiny body shaking with each ragged breath.

The woman's eyes snapped open, her gaze locking onto Ryan's tear-stained face. Her touch was instantaneous, gentle fingers brushing against his skin as she sought to comfort him. The warmth of her hand seemed to radiate through his entire being, calming the storm of emotions that had threatened to consume him. As she wrapped her arms around him, Ryan felt a sense of safety wash over him, his tears slowing to a stop as he nestled into the warmth of her embrace.

As the woman lifted Ryan into her arms, she gazed at him with concern etched on her face. "What's wrong, my baby?" she cooed, her voice soft and soothing. But before she could even attempt to comfort him, a loud growl echoed through the room, a primal declaration of Ryan's hunger. The woman's eyes widened in realization, and she felt a pang of guilt for forgetting to feed her son. Her excitement at finally being with him had momentarily blinded her to her responsibilities as his mother.

With a gentle smile, the woman unbuttoned her gown and guided Ryan's mouth towards her chest. Ryan's eyes locked onto the woman's nipple, and he felt an overwhelming sense of curiosity and hunger. As he began to suckle, he was struck by the softness and firmness of the woman's nipple. It was a sensation unlike any he had ever experienced before, and he felt himself becoming lost in the gentle rhythm of nursing. The woman's delicate scent wafted up to his nostrils, soothing his senses and calming his hunger.

As Ryan continued to nurse, he felt a warm, delicious, and energizing milk flowing down his throat. It was as if a dam had burst, releasing a torrent of energy and vitality into his tiny body. The sensation was almost overwhelming, and Ryan felt himself becoming drunk on the milk's sweetness. His eyelids grew heavy, and he felt himself drifting off into a state of deep relaxation, his hunger sated and his body rejuvenated. The woman's gentle humming and the soft rustle of her clothes were the last things he remembered before succumbing to a peaceful slumber.

°°°The Night Passed°°°

As Ryan's eyes fluttered open, he was immediately bombarded by a flurry of blue screens that seemed to materialize out of thin air. The messages on the screens danced before his eyes, a dizzying array of congratulatory notices and system updates. Ryan's gaze focused on the screens, his mind slowly processing the information that had been presented to him.

The messages were a jumbled mix of notifications, each one announcing a new development in Ryan's...whatever this was. Reincarnation? He wasn't quite aware of this himself, due to losing his memories and emotions, he lost his identity in the process.

[Congratulations - host has acquired 35% of experience (exp) points.]

[Congratulations - host has acquired 35% of experience (exp) points.]

[Congratulations - host has acquired 35% of experience (exp) points.]

[Congratulations - host's level has increased by 1.]

[Congratulations - host has acquired 5 stat points.]

[SSS-Ranked Talent - Sin Curse of Greed has taken effect, 500 bonus stat points have been acquired.]

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[Status Window:]

[Name: N/A]

[Race: Demonic DragonBorn - Abyssal Entity] [Hybrid]

[Age: 0-9MONTHS]

[Class: N/A]

[Titles: Master of the Abyssal-World, Prince of the Demon Kingdom]

[System: Destruction Dominion] [Mythical - Rank]

[Level: 2] [Exp Needed - 100%]

[Essentials:]

[Health: 100/100]

[Mana: 150/150]

[Stats:]

[Strength - 1]

[Vitality - 1]

[Agility - 1]

[Intelligence - 1]

[Charisma - 1]

[Sense - 2]

[Magic - 5]

[Stat Points: 505]

[Personality Traits: - - -]

[Basic Skills: None]

[Genetic Skills: Underdeveloped]

[Talent: Sinful One]

[Active Skills: None]

[Passive Skills: None]

As he read through the messages, he began to piece together a narrative. He had acquired experience points, leveled up, and gained stat points. The screens also mentioned something about an SSS-Ranked Talent, the Sin Curse of Greed, which had granted him additional bonus stat points.

Ryan's eyes scanned the screens, drinking in the information. It was overwhelming, but also strangely exhilarating. He felt a sense of wonder and curiosity, a desire to learn more himself, as he delved deeper into the messages, Ryan couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. His memories of the Abyssal World were hazy, but he recalled feeling like his intelligence had been diminished, like he was struggling to think clearly. But now, as he read through the screens, he realized that he could understand the messages perfectly. It was as if his mind had been unlocked, and he was seeing the world with fresh eyes.

Ryan's confusion was palpable as he stared at the screens, trying to make sense of the cryptic messages. But before he could even begin to wrap his head around the information, the screens flickered and changed, replacing the previous messages with new ones that offered explanations for the various terms. Ryan's eyes scanned the screens, drinking in the information as he tried to understand the intricacies of the system.

[System - An innate spiritual guardian that has merged with you and assigns you missions that work to unlock your hidden potential.]

[Destruction Dominion - A system that focuses on the host's destructive behavior. This system unlocks the user's destructive prowess whilst simultaneously training the host upmost to the requirements needed to wield that power.]

[Health - This represents your life points.]

[Mana - The amount of magical particles you're able to reserve from the surrounding atmosphere.]

[Strength - The physical prowess you have, which gives you the ability to perform various actions, such as lifting or moving things.]

[Vitality - The ability to live, grow and develop.]

[Agility - The ability to quickly change the position of your body, accelerate, or decelerate in response to stimulus.]

[Intelligence - The ability to learn from experience, solve problems, and adapt to new situations.]

[Charisma - The ability to attract the attention and admiration of others, and be seen as a leader.]

[Senses - The ways in which the body receives signals from the environment.]

[Magic - An attribute that indicates the host's power to absorb magic, and use special magical skills or abilities.]

[Sinful One - An extraordinary talent that consists of eight characteristics: Sin Curse of Sloth, Sin Curse of Lust, Sin Curse of Greed, Sin Curse of Gluttony, Sin Curse of Wrath, Sin Curse of Pride, Sin Curse of Maledicta.]

The explanations were detailed and complex, but Ryan's mind was hungry for knowledge, and he devoured the information with a sense of wonder and curiosity. He learned about the System, a spiritual guardian that assigned him missions to unlock his hidden potential.

He discovered the Destruction Dominion, a system that focused on his destructive behavior and unlocked his prowess while training him to wield that power. He also learned about the various attributes that made up his being, including Health, Mana, Strength, Vitality, Agility, Intelligence, Charisma, Senses, and Magic. And finally, he read about the Sinful One, an extraordinary talent that consisted of eight characteristics, including the Sin Curse of Greed, which had already taken effect.

As Ryan read through the explanations, his mother had slipped back into the room, unnoticed by her son, who was completely absorbed in the screens. She lifted Ryan gently and placed him on her lap, her eyes shining with warmth and affection. "I can't wait to introduce you to my best friend," she said, her voice soft and melodious. The sound of her voice was like a gentle breeze on a summer's day, pulling Ryan back to the real world and away from the virtual realm of the screens. He looked up at his mother, his eyes locking onto hers as he smiled, feeling a sense of comfort and security in her presence.

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